George Blades takes a trip from 1900 to 1950 (wearing his uncle’s time-nightshirt, of
course), and upon his return, he chronicles the journey in fictional form, which he submits
to his unbelieving editor.
I am concerned solely with potential reader reaction. The average reader simply won’t
believe in your year 1950.
I am concerned solely with potential reader reaction. The average reader simply won’t
believe in your year 1950.
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